I'm no purist about rock artists licensing their songs for commercials. Nobody's going to pay their rent in exchange for keeping it real, or whatever the terminology is these days, and lord knows most of them got screwed by the record companies back in their heydays. More specifically, the Buzzcocks were the first punk band I really loved, still love the music today, and Singles Going Steady is perhaps the greatest compilation album ever released. They deserve whatever payday they can get.
But.
Of all the organizations in the world to license your music for a commercial, did it have to be the fricking AARP? I already feel old and creaky enough as it is.
Did you ever watch the series "Name Of The Game"...? I remember a surreal futuristic episode in which one of the heroes was projected 50 years or so into the future of L.A., with the world in the throes of eco-doom. In one scene he entered a club (everything was underground, the heat above was too intense) and there on stage was a rock band consisting of aged hippies. Hilarious.
Posted by: Rick at January 25, 2007 04:34 PMDevoto discovered the Mississippi.
Posted by: Theophrastus Bombastus von Hoehenheim den Sidste at January 25, 2007 08:20 PMas if watching what's happened to henry rollins wasn't enough
Posted by: skinnydipinacid at January 25, 2007 10:25 PM"Are you so tired of being upset? Always wanting something you never could get? Well, get it by joining the AARP!"
Posted by: norbizness at January 26, 2007 08:41 AMWhenever I'm in doubt about things I do
I listen to the high street wailing sounds in a queue
I go out for my walking sailing social news
Don't let it get me down I'm long in the tooth
When I'm out in the open clattering shoppers around
The neon signs that take your eyes to town
Your thoughts are chosen your world is advertising now
And extravagance matters to worshippers of the pound
But it's a harmony in my head
I hear GG Allin's "Needle in my Dick" might be used to appeal to seniors with catheters.
Posted by: Jake at January 27, 2007 01:16 AM